I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Mr. Long said goodbye many times before Mu Wanwan eased.

The spiritual power shield was removed, and Mu Wanwan could hear the movement outside and could move.

She is not a particularly hypocritical person, but was really angry just now, but now, looking at his bleeding neck and the tattered clothes that can’t be taken care of, she didn’t indulge her little emotions anymore, and quickly put medicines and new ones. Took out his clothes, "Hurry up and deal with it."

Mr. Long was relieved to see that she stopped crying...

Fortunately, he came back early, otherwise she would be frightened.

But the dragon is a caring dragon! , Did not say these words.

The obedient wife allowed her to play with herself, with the corners of her lips raised slightly, for fear that others might not see that he was in a good mood.

Someone bandaged the wounds after going out to fight, which was a treatment he couldn't even think of for a hundred years ago.

Mu Wanwan helped him to deal with it briefly, and put a few pills in his mouth. Before he could withdraw his hand, he was pinched by the dragon.

"lady."

Mu Wanwan glanced at him, facing the bruised handsome face, his temper was mostly lost.

Long's eyelashes trembled, and he bent over and tweeted the back of her hand, "Thank you."

The wound on his lips was still bleeding, sticking to her hand.

Mr. Long was a little stiff, so he wiped it secretly with his fingertips.

Mu Wanwan was dumbfounded by him, and his anger faded a little, "Can you take me next time?"

She rarely looked at him seriously, "I'm never afraid of those things."

His little lady frowned, her eyes rarely looked like the gentleness he was familiar with.

Mr. Long suddenly didn't know what to do, he realized that maybe Mu Wanwan was really angry, but he held her hand, a little stiff.

Mu Wanwan sighed, "I am very worried about you."

"Yeah." Mr. Long's heart softened, and he gently held her in his arms, "Those things are ugly, I don't want you to see them."

I don't want you to see my hideous expression when I fight, and I don't want you to see my ugly appearance when I kill.

Even if there is only a slight possibility.

Also don't want you...

Hate me.

"Stupid dragon..." Mu Wanwan struggled carefully, his body was covered with wounds, and he wanted to hug her, "Don't you hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." A dragon's big palm gently pressed her back of her head, seemingly affectionate, without any desire, and gently touched her lips.

Obviously a greedy dragon, but he was cautious and touched his most precious treasure.

Slightly closer to the Demon Abyss from here, isolated from the dangerous shallow sea, there is also an island.

He wants to take her there.

Now the outside forbidden area must be watched by Aoqin's people, and the only place that can lead to the center of the forbidden area is the Demon World.

The fragmented pronucleus will eventually have cracks. If they don't go to the center of the forbidden ground or break through, their lives will eventually be unstable.

It's just that he is not 100% sure. He is actually not very willing to take his wife on an adventure. Maybe, before leaving, it would be good to put her in the moderate mermaid congress.

Mr. Long thought.

There are a lot of handsome mermaids, high-ranking ones can even transform their legs to live on land.

The powerful mermaid princes are also very tasteful, unlike him, she doesn't like the shining ones she likes.

Perhaps, if he fails to cross the robbery, in one or two years, she will have many, many mermaids of various appearances.

She will live with them, eat together, sleep together...

Mu Wanwan felt that Mr. Long's phoenix eyes were gloomy, and the arms around her waist were tightly locked, as if holding her in his arms. She was a little uncomfortable, and pushed the dragon, but was frightened by his expression.

What kind of trouble is this abandoned pitiful and gloomy expression?

What the **** is this dragon thinking about?

Mr. Long's suspicious look at Shangmu Wanwan plunged into a deep self-disgust.

He was the dragon who said he was going to take her away, but now the dragon who wants to leave her because of fear is also him.

Why is he so vacillating, like a scum dragon?

If, if he asked her if she would like to go to the forbidden land with him, she would be willing?

Mr. Long pursed his lips. He is so selfish.

He knew exactly what she was, and knew she didn't mind dying with him.

But still want to hear her.

"Madam." Mr. Slag disgusted himself seemed to have plucked up his courage. "May I send you to another place?"

Mu Wanwan: "?"

Mr. Long looked away, "With me, you may die."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

She seemed to pry open the dragon's skull to see what was inside.

If she was scared, she would have left when Jiu Qing was there, she thought she had already expressed it very clearly.

"I'm not afraid."

Unexpectedly, the answer that made him delighted, Mr. Long bent his lips despicably, he knew it.

He knows.

But I still want to hear her say it again, many, many times.

Mu Wanwan stood on tiptoe and bit Mr. Biting Long's chin in revenge, "Don't think about it anymore."

Perhaps it has something to do with his previous experience. Mr. Long is very sensitive, he is also very, very unconfident about himself, he is glass-hearted, awkward, and straight...

Mu Wanwan glanced at a certain dragon who was happy again, feeling that he had really fallen into the pit.

They left the cave where they had lived for a few days without any delay.

Mengmeng was still asleep, and Mu Wanwan stuffed it into the mustard space for safety.

The spirit stones and some furniture in the room were quickly put away, and Mr. Long rebuilt a spirit power cover, this time one person and one dragon were inside.

When he was about to go out, Mu Wanwan looked back at the beautiful shell bed, "Will we come back in the future?"

Will it be like the yard before, never going back?

"I will be back." Mr. Long's voice was dumb, as if he was making a promise, "It will definitely be."

This time, Mr. Long did not restrict Mu Wanwan’s sight and hearing anymore. Mu Wanwan thought he was willing to let himself see the other side of him. In fact, it was only because the things outside had been cleaned by Mr. Long, leaving nothing behind. trace.

They stood at the mouth of the cave, looking at the bottom of the sea where there was only a faint light outside, standing side by side.

Mr. Long glanced at the cave that once sheltered him when he was on the run, and a sensitive glass heart was aching.

When he fled here at the beginning, there was an enchantment here, only Tier 4, for him later, it was easy to be broken, but for him at the time, he did avoid the enemy's shelter.

In fact, since the day when he discovered the writing on the stone wall, Mr. Long actually understood it roughly.

Perhaps this was once the "home of the monster."

It is the home of Chaos.

So, can he privately think that this is also his and his wife's home?

If it is a home, it must be well protected.

My heart softened a bit, with some pretentious thoughts of treating Chaos as a family member, Mr. Long took Mu Wanwan's hand and arranged a stronger barrier around the cave than the one that sheltered him before.

"lady."

He called out Mu Wanwan, "I want to leave some words for Chaos."

Mu Wanwan nodded, and pointed to the stone wall inscribed before, "Okay, write it here, he will see it when he comes back."

If Chaos will come back one day, you will definitely be able to see the words left by them.

He should be very happy...

Less than three hours after they left, a more powerful monster came to this place.

This monster is the biggest head in charge of this sea area. If there is a battle, she will know quickly and have the qualifications to report it.

She also had four ram's horns on her head, which looked a bit similar to Chaos, except that her scales were much more ferocious, and she had four huge palms, each with eyes on them.

Moreover, she is a female monster.

The female monster cannot be described as being ugly, only that it looks very distinctive.

The very distinctive female monster stretched out a hand, and her eyes blinked, as if she was fishing for something from the sea.

Soon, wisps of black mist appeared on her hand.

"It's a little dragon." The female demon scratched her head. She was originally angrily, but now she doesn't seem to be so angry. The thick tail behind her wagging, she reached the edge of the cave in a blink of an eye.

"Yo." The female monster glared at her round eyes, "I also made an enchantment."

She checked it out and said to herself, "It's Xiaolong, forget it."

Although she was very angry that the dragon cub had always stubbornly thought that she was the best "brother" of Chaos, and she wanted to slap the dragon cub flat, but...

"I still owe Chaos ten magic coins."

"It seems to be eight magic coins..." the monster said, his tail wagging, and he left as if drunk.

The sea calmed down quickly, as if there had never been a battle.

...At the same time, the Golden Dragon Elder, who was unfortunately recruited by Mr. Long before, finally blocked Aoqin on the way to the Wu Clan.

"Ao Qin." The elder elder looked at the Dragon Clan junior in front of him, and didn't make his face too stinky. "You promised our three brothers' treasure before?"

Ao Qin was angry at the bottom of his heart.

This Golden Dragon is embarrassed to ask him to be paid? Three dragons can't catch even one disabled dragon that hasn't fully recovered.

Although he knew in his heart that the Lord might have recovered a lot, he just didn't want to admit it.

In front of the elder-level sixth-tier golden dragon, Ao Qin honestly transformed into a human form, "Great Elder."

He laughed, with a cyan gown, which looked a little elegant, "The treasure has been prepared, but I have been busy recently, and I have not had time to deliver it to the elders. Please forgive me."

The elder of the Golden Dragon clan was not so aggrieved by what he said, but his mouth was still very sharp, "This time our brother has paid a lot. There is a curse in the disabled dragon scales, which is very sinister. "

Ao Qin handed the high-grade Qiankun bag to the Great Elder Jinlong, and then handed out a jade bottle, "Great Elder Mo Qi, this jade bottle contains the fifth-order Ningxue Pill that was refined at a high price."

The great elder glanced at the contents in Qiankun's bag, and took the jade bottle, his expression improved a lot, "Aoqin, our Golden Dragon clan has no way out now, and we are forced to tie up with your Azure Dragon clan, but that The black dragon and purple dragon have not offended the disabled dragon."

Ao Qin nodded, his face solemn, "Now I can only take out the treasure as soon as possible."

The Grand Elder paused and said, "The Special Life Alliance has also intervened, but I always feel that this matter is fraudulent. Negotiations with the Wu Clan as soon as possible, first take out the treasures in the forbidden areas."

Ao Qin frowned, "Great Elder, do you think that Lord is not in the special life territory?"

"From the discovery to the present, it has been besieged for more than 30 hours. Moteng has been guarding the boundary firmly. The Special Life Alliance has no friendship with the Lord, and there is no reason to help him."

The elder sneered, "Ao Qin, are you floating in a high position now? Forget all the previous shrewdness? The leader of the Special Life Alliance is not a normal person. They have a weird temper, maybe just because you are not pleasing to your eyes. ?"

Although what the great elder said was awkward, he immediately awakened Ao Qin. Starting from the leader of the Special Life Alliance, it was a group of lunatics with no reason.

The Golden Dragon Clan Grand Elder looked at him thoughtfully, weighing the baby he just got, and his voice sank, "Don’t forget, Morteng is strictly speaking against our Dragon Clan. Maybe it’s exactly that he wants us. The dragons are unlucky."

Ao Qin was stunned.

The elder touched his beard, "Yes, you are still young."

"Three thousand years ago, when your father was still on the throne, Moteng fell in love with a little green dragon that had just transformed." He said with emotion, "It's a pity that the little blue dragon has poor talent and is the rarest and weakest Tier 1 dragon. Mo Teng asked to come, but several elders of the Qinglong clan were unwilling to open the forbidden Tianchi for her. Later, even though the leader of the special life helped him, the little Qinglong still did not survive a thousand years."

He said with a sneer, did he say bad things about their Qinglong clan in front of Ao Qin, whose face was getting more and more ugly.

The last ruler, Ao Bing, slapped the Witch Clan for the unnecessary news of the Chaos Beast. After the defeat, he recovered 80% of his strength and could not wait to accept the challenge of the current ruler. The ruler broke his horn, but did not rush to kill him. Go to the forbidden area to heal.

How Ao Bing died later, only the members of the Qinglong clan knew best.

Of course, it is impossible to say that to the outside world, except that Ao Bing died because of a "tyrant."

It’s impossible for Ao Qin to know this, but as one of the many children raised by Ao Bing, he should have little affection with his father. Otherwise, how could he not hate the real murderer but instead push all the hatred on the disabled dragon. But I want to give myself a comfortable reason to enjoy the assistance of the Azure Dragon clan and suppress the seizure of power.

The elder elder glanced at the junior in front of him, and was a little bit shy after mentioning something. If they were already grasshoppers on a rope, he really didn't want to say anything more, "Simply say nothing."

The elder left after speaking, and the smile on Ao Qin's rather elegant face gradually disappeared.

He became a little gloomy and terrible...

He has always been a genius in the clan, until the appearance of the orphan dragon broke all his aura and robbed him of the position of the king that he originally believed to belong to him. But in the face of absolute force suppression, he can only pretend to be indifferent.

Later, he learned the real reason why his father fought with the Wu clan, and heard that the dragon mentioned the name "Chaos". He managed to make the dragon fall into a trap with only a few minor tricks. Seeing that everything was about to succeed, things were already detached. His control.

Ao Qin's face twisted for a moment...

Why?

He should be the best genius of the dragon clan. He should be the dragon who has inherited everything. He was born noble. Where can an orphan dragon compare? Those treasures should belong to him!

It doesn't matter, Ao Qin warned himself to be calm. If the Morteng of the Special Life Alliance is purely to watch the dragon clan jokes, then those troops would be fine.

What matters right now is that he has to pay close attention to the negotiation with Wu Yao, as long as he gets the last horn, he is a veritable Dragon King.

As long as the treasures in the core of the forbidden area are available, even if the waste dragon is restored to Tier 7, there is no way to fight a fully armed dragon army.

Perhaps he calmed down, and his complexion looked better again. The Dragon Race said that there were five entrances to the forbidden area, but four of them were in the Dragon Race territory, and he sent heavy soldiers to guard each place, not afraid that the dragon would come.

As for the forbidden area in the demon world.

Ao Qin was not worried. Let alone how many monsters the dragon had offended in the battle of fame, he just said that the entrance to the forbidden area was nothing more than an "entrance".

Even if the dragon is desperate to participate in the test of inheritance, it will definitely fail.

In the past tens of thousands of years, no dragon has passed the test of inheritance, and the last ascending senior dragon did not pass, and almost died in it. Naturally, it was impossible for that waste and disabled dragon to pass.

When Ao Qin just took over the rights, Ao Qin got many treasures and tried it once, but he didn't even pass the first floor and almost died inside.

There are three levels of such a test.

How can the waste dragon pass?

He can't pass.

He is just a disabled dragon with no father and no mother, and his blood is low.

Ao Qin smiled and speeded up and flew towards the Wu Clan. Even if he paid a lot of price this time, he would definitely get Dragon Horn.

...

In the past few days, Jiu Qing and Uncle Zong have also completed their preliminary plans.

Close to the secret room of the Yaozu territory:

"It's almost human." The flower demon looked at the orcs around him, and then at the two maids beside Jiu Qing, but still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, "Why, you are just such a human of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan?"

Jiu Qing didn't get angry with her, and fluffed her long hair. "Of course not. We still have few people in the Dragon Clan, but several families of the Monster Clan have responded, thanks to Wanwan."

When Mu Wanwan left, there were a lot of medicines that could relieve the curse. The Witch and Demons fought because of the dragon horn some time ago. There were also many wounded in the families below. The number of Jinjiang grasses is limited. Ningxue Pill is also difficult to buy, and many Yaozu juniors suffer from the inability to get rid of the curse in their bodies.

The Wu Clan is becoming stronger because of the lack of effective measures against them in the mainland, but this is beneficial to them in seizing power.

Uncle Chen is a shrewd person, and now he is able to use the pill left by Mu Wanwan before, allowing Jiu Qing and some of his friends who are still in the monster race to lobby, and take some low-level ones to let those monster races taste the benefits.

The Sun Devouring Rat Race is unpopular, and there are a lot of strong people on their side, and there are pill temptations, which can indeed make many monster races tempted.

After seizing power, and then helping Mu Wanwan's husband through the crisis, the follow-up will always be resolved.

just……

"We don't have much time, and we have to do it tomorrow at the latest." Uncle Chen meditated, "The pill is almost running out, so we can't delay it anymore."

Jiu Qing also nodded, and everyone discussed the plan again, and Aunt Yun said casually, "How's it going, have you heard from them lately?"

She was a little agitated, and three beast patterns that represented strength and talent appeared on her forehead. Now only one of them is lit up, but it will be a matter of time before the others are lit up.

Jiu Qing nodded and shook his head, "Not for the time being, but no news is good news."